"If you want to fight, then fight!" Cui Yiming stared at the opponent, and his aura burst out. Both were at the seventh level of innateness, so Cui Yiming was not afraid of the opponent.
"Hahaha! It is said that the Taoist sect can only rely on people to protect it, and its disciples are all useless, but I think the leader of the sect should be as powerful as the leader of the sect, so as not to be a waste. Senior brother, please give me some advice." Wang Bufeng said to Cui Yiming
road.
Cui Yiming's aura was turbulent and majestic, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He swung the long sword, and sword flowers flashed. The martial intent covered it, and the sword instantly killed Wang Bufeng like a gust of wind.
Wang Bufeng's expression was slightly condensed. This sword intent was very fierce. Although he was a genius, he still had to concentrate on fighting it.
The sword came with a force as powerful as breaking bamboo, and the sword's power was so powerful that the surrounding vegetation and boulders were split by the sword's power.
Wang Bufeng faced off with his spear, his figure was like the wind, walking through the sword light, the spear and the sword kept colliding.
In a short period of time, the two exchanged dozens of blows, weapons clashed, and fire broke out.
Wang Bufeng was surprised. They came to fight Dao Sect disciples, so they had a general understanding of the Dao Sect disciples' information. However, although they knew that Cui Yiming had entered the seventh level of Xiantian, he never thought that his swordsmanship would also grow so fast.
Fortunately, he was the one who took action. If someone else had been sent to take action, they would have been able to capture him.
Cui Yiming continued to use his sword moves, each one more powerful than the last, each one stacked one after another. After being defeated by Xu Wuzhou, he worked hard and his martial spirit increased greatly. He originally thought he could defeat the person of the same level in front of him.
But the opponent was much stronger than he imagined. The opponent's power was stronger, and the gun light was more sharp. He fired a series of bursts and clashed with his long sword. The shock made his arms numb and his arms were numb.
To break apart.
"clang!"
It was another spark of steel clashing. Blood spurted from Cui Yiming's mouth and his body flew away. Although he held the sword, his arm was bent and the blood spasms affected it, causing bloody cracks to appear.
"Disciple of the Dao Sect, that's all." Wang Bufeng sneered, and the figure burst out again, attacking with a wave of spears.
The injured Cui Yiming couldn't resist. He was beaten so hard that he retreated repeatedly. Blood spurted from his mouth and bullet holes appeared all over his body.
"Kill you!" Wang Bufeng showed a ferocious expression and shot Cui Yiming again in the leg. A bloody hole appeared and he was knocked to the ground.
Cui Yiming struggled, his body was covered with blood, his hair was unkempt, and the blood holes on his body were still dripping with blood.
He wanted to stand up, but his feet were broken. Before he could stand up straight after struggling, the severe pain made his feet weaken. He knelt on the ground and used his sword to support his body.
The fight in front of the mountain gate had already alarmed the Dao Sect disciples. They came down the mountain and happened to see this scene.
Looking at Cui Yiming with blood flowing freely, some disciples' eyes turned red, and some wanted to rush forward.
"What? Do the disciples of the Dao Sect want to gather together and besiege me? Brother Cui and I are competing. Is the Dao Sect really as useless as others say, and they also don't follow the rules?" Wang Bufeng said coldly.
With one sentence, Cui Yiming stopped the people who were coming, forced himself to take a breath, looked at Wang Bufeng and said: "Although I am not strong enough, you can't insult me, a disciple of Dao Zong. As the leader of the sect, Dao Zong always abides by the rules, and
It’s not your turn to slander me!”
"Really?" Wang Bufeng said disdainfully, "I don't see what your Dao Sect disciples are capable of. The Dao Sect just relies on people for protection."
"You haven't defeated me yet, so it's not your turn to talk nonsense." Cui Yiming roared, endured the severe pain, stood up, and reached the extreme with his martial intent, killing Wang Bufeng.
"Searching for death!" Wang Bufeng sneered, thinking that this was fine, as the purpose of coming here was to challenge the Dao Sect disciple and kill him.
Wang Bufeng's spear vibrated away and clashed with Cui Yiming's sword.
The two fought against each other again, but Cui Yiming suffered heavy injuries. Every time they clashed, blood spurted out from the holes in his body, one after another, as if water was leaking.
When the Dao Zong disciples saw this scene, their eyes turned red, and one female disciple started crying and wanted to step forward to save Cui Yiming. But before they could step forward, someone stood up and clamored to compete with the Dao Zong disciples.
As Cui Yiming fought with his opponent, the sword in his hand became weaker and weaker, more and more blood holes were left on his body, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
"Ahhhh!" Cui Yiming roared, holding a long sword and slashing wildly. His face was pale, and his body was bleeding with every step he took.
Wang Bufeng looked at Cui Yiming coldly, he was just a dead man.
"This shot will send you to death." Wang Bufeng looked at Cui Yiming and fired a shot directly. This man was very strong. Killing him would be considered a meritorious service, and he would be rewarded with resources when he returned to his division.
Cui Yiming was so severely injured that Wang Bufeng didn't think he had the strength to resist.
And just as he thought, the spear penetrated directly into Cui Yiming's body. However, when he was about to pierce the opponent completely, he saw Cui Yiming holding the spear tightly with both hands.
He actually stopped the spear.
"Can you stop it?" Wang Bufeng said disdainfully.
At this moment, Cui Yiming showed his bloody teeth and showed a ferocious smile. He suddenly grabbed the spear, and then pulled it forward, and the spear penetrated him.
But this force also pulled Cui Yiming away.
"Die together!"
At the same time, the river of blood and spiritual energy in Cui Yiming's body exploded directly, and all your spiritual energy poured out.
His body was torn apart directly, and terrifying spiritual energy waves rushed out.
Wang Bufeng's expression changed drastically and he wanted to retreat, but he was too close. The self-destruction shock wave directly hit his body.
He only felt like he was hit hard by a heavy hammer, his bones were broken, his internal organs were displaced, his body was hit hard on the ground, and blood rolled out of his body.
He only felt an excruciating pain, and his consciousness began to slowly weaken.
"Junior Brother Cui!"
Many Dao Sect disciples screamed, their eyes were blood red. Looking at Cui Yiming's corpse, tears flowed from their eyes.
Tragic! Tragic!
Even the disciples from all forces showed expressions of admiration at this moment. Looking at Wang Bufeng's life gradually fading away, everyone's hearts were filled with a layer of gloom.
It was a bad start in the first battle!
What they originally wanted was prosperity, but now one of them was directly taken away by Dao Sect disciples.
"What a waste!" Someone couldn't help but scolded Wang Bufeng. Wang Bufeng was also a genius-level figure, and he couldn't even kill Cui Yiming.
Everyone in the Dao Sect looked at the many disciples from all sides, their eyes were extremely red, their fists were clenched, and they were filled with murderous intent.
At this time, another person stood up, looked at one of the Dao Sect disciples and said, "I am senior brother Wang Bufeng."